Traffic Torture
I had thoughts clouding my mind today. The scorching sun and sweltering heat exacerbate the headache that has been pounding incessantly in my head. I haven’t been feeling well recently, must be the lack of sleep. The slight fever makes me wish I’m on my bed. Moreover, the crawling traffic really jumped my nerve. Impatient? You bet. Honks blaring, people swearing, brake lights flashing, you’d think I’d get home sooner with a bicycle. Maybe. If it’s air-conditioned. =D I almost got myself in an accident today. You ask why? Okay, heres a scenario:
I was inching along a two-lane, small and narrow road that’s both bumpy and dusty and whatnots. When I say small, I mean small. Get the gist? And because it’s only two lane, you’d be a fool to try to cut the queue AND risk the wrath of the motorists who patiently waited in line. Even those drivers(including ladies) who are seemingly meek and docile could morph into a lights-flashing-honk-blaring motorists who would proudly display their middle finger(s) at you. Well, none of that. As I mentioned, only fools would try to jump the line. And that’s precisely what some MC did. Cutting queue is dumb. Cutting queue AT A CORNER WITH INCOMING CARS is <fill in the blanks>. I really am lost for words. And that’s precisely what the dickhead did. You pissed me, boy, you pissed me bad. And what’s a girl gotta do? I couldn’t AND wouldn’t let him cut. The bumper was 4- 5 inches from mine. Talk about close shave. I wasn’t scared, just greatly incensed. A few MCs are in the car, I observed, they were glaring at me and swearing like nobody’s biz. I couldn’t care less, a nonchalant look would suffice. Now, the dicky’s car is on the opposite lane. And Opposite lane = incoming cars. No cars at the moment though. Pity. So off they ‘vroom’ to bully the people in front of the queue. Bully for you.
I thought about the whole episode as I was cruising later on. I realized I can be quite ‘long’ (canto) or ‘ganas’ when provoked. >=o Lol. Nevertheless, I could have:
- Gotten myself in an accident.
- Gotten myself in an accident with 3 MCs.
- Gotten into a fight with 3 MCs. Not good.
Funny how rationale thinking always got to you during the aftermath. I could have endangered myself and the MCs. Perhaps I will be a little clear-headed & less impulsive when (God forbid) this happens again. Well, chances of this little fiasco reoccurring is high. Welcome to my country. =D
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Ever heard the sound of fine china crash? Sounds like thunder, isn’t it? Especially if that fine piece of work isn’t yours to begin with. =p Between broken china and broken hearts, you guys know which to pick right? Unfortunately, life doesn’t always offer you a choice. Heart breaks can be as deafening as the thunder and the realization hits you with the full psychological force of a bullet train. Even though you thought you were prepared for it. Sure, heart broken people need all the comfort, support and (God forbid?) lovin’ they can get.
Having your heart broken is part and parcel of life, just another stage in the long winding road they call life. You can wail, scream, weep, lament, or just do anything to vent out your frustration but the pieces remain forlornly shattered, lying there waiting for a gust of wind to carry away with it. How sad (pathetic). Bitter feelings, resentment, hatred, they will suffocate you. Just like the stinking bag of potatoes. =D
Every relationship comes with it the risk factor, you never lived if you never loved. If however, you got your heart shattered along the way, do try to view it as a blessing in disguise. Sure, talk is cheap, but you’ll know what I mean. =) You’ll meet several Mr. Wrongs in your quest for Mr. Right, as I have journeyed and found him. =D I bid you good luck. =)
* This post is dedicated to my buddies, who are strong enough to weather any storm that comes along their way. Please comment. =)
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